No, I don't need a date to the prom, new widgets for further farlking of the KLR or bail money. I've got this friend named Dave who just got home from the hospital after, in a matter of a few days, having chest pains, going to the ER, getting diagnosed with stage 3 testicular cancer, …
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2 Weeks and a wakeup!
Should the gods lose interest in my torment, the above noted time frame shall see me ripping balls out in Mighty Whitey: the fuck out of Ideeho and back to Bend, OR - home sweet home! 3 summers in and I have yet to find a reason to refer to Idaho as anything other than …
ARID TERRA 